Hes all rite you trus him. He bring you where
i am. i lov you. Ramon"
She read it twice and placed the note in her bosom--next the knife--and looked
at Luis, the glitter gone from her eyes. She smiled a little. "I awful
hongry," she said in her soft voice, and it was the second sentence she had
spoken since they left the rock where she had waited.
Luis smiled back, relief showing in the uplift of his lips and the lightening
of his eyes. "She's cache grob, Ramon," he said. "She's go som' place and we
go also. She's wait for us. Dam-long way--tree days, I theenk me."
"You find that grub," said Annie-Many-Ponies, letting her hand drop away from
the knife. "I awful hongry. We eat, then we go."
"No--no go till dark comes! We walk in night--so somebody don' see!"
Annie-Many-Ponies looked at him sharply, saw that he was very much in earnest,
and turned away to gather some dry twigs for the fire. Up the canon a horse
whinnied inquiringly, and Luis, hastening furtively that way, found the horse
he bad ridden into this place with Ramon. With the problem of finding
provender for the two animals, he had enough to occupy him until
Annie-Many-Ponies, from the coarse food he brought her, cooked a crude
breakfast.
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